" I'm not prudish about sex!" he retorted. "You're the prude!" He held her in his arms and looked over her shoulder at his brother, who was still lyin...g on the couch. "At least," he added, kissing his wife on the ear, "you used to be." You're still hard," Valerie whispered to him, bumping her pussy against the distension at the crotch of his pants."What happened here today?" he asked, letting her unfasten the top button to his pants.Valerie undid the second button and pulled his zipper down.. The vision before me was making it difficult to last any longer. ‘Me, too,’ she said, almost groaning. Her voice was growing in pitch as her fingers spent more time over her clit, now only straying down to her opening every five or six strokes and her fingers pinching her swollen nipple. I wanted to be sure she understood what was about to happen. I didn’t want to startle her. ‘I’m about to shoot off.’ ‘On my tits lover!! I need to feel your cum on me, cum for me Babe, splash your hot cum on. "I can be very obedient, submissive," I countered. He led me back to the library and turned on the big-screen TV, one of those hometheaters built in. He selected a video cassette. It was porno tape, where a man was chasing awoman who wore a French maid outfit. He tied her up and "raped" her. "Could you put up withthat sort of treatment?" he asked. I thought of all that money I could send home, how happy my mother and sisters wouldbe. "Well, the actress did," I said. "I've always. Still I never quite understood why the government said that they are hated countries.This being Friday meant we had to get home quickly and get ready to go to the mosque. My family wasn't Muslim, but we had to pretend we were. Several years ago all the Christian churches, Hindu and Buddhist temples were burned down to the ground or leveled. Now everyone had to go to a mosque, or be declared a heretic and be subject to 'Re-education'. I didn't even want to know what that meant."Mom, I'm.